I’ve re modeled 7 houses and found some pictures I thought you might like to get some ideas from. I’m all about Gilding The Lillies with as much punch….. as my pocket purse will allow. In other words, I will spurge on some things, cut wayyyyy back on others. Below, above the sink, there was an ugly window leading into an even uglier glass room. My carpenter cut the window completely out and made me a pass through. The room became my children’s playroom. This worked perfectly for us because I could be cooking in the kitchen and keeping an eye on them at all times.
|When I bought my my last house, the cabinets were old, wooden and very outdated. The kitchen was so big, I hated to rip all the existing cabinets out, so I hired a carpenter to take each top door off the hinges and cut a hole in the middle. Instead of using glass, I put chicken wire in the middle to display all my china. With the money I saved with not ripping out the cabinets, I put beautiful Salmon colored Thibaut wallpaper on the walls.|
|Then I hired painters to come in and paint the inside of the cabinets a moss green. On the cabinets that didn’t have the chicken wire, we painted a cream color and put a wash over them to give them that warm feeling.|
|Next, I hired an artist to come in and paint different animals on my cabinet doors. Grape vines, pigs, peacocks, roosters, rabbits, birds, monkeys, a fox and even a bee hive decorated my cabinets. Later, I had her come back and put a darker mustard color on the island to add some UMF!|
|I kept the double stove and tile flooring (which I didn’t love but it ended up going with the french country theme and I kept it shiny and waxed at all times!!!! I bought a trash compacter, new frig, put in a double sink and had enough money left over to put granite on the counter tops.|
I do not think my new castle keeper knows my name. She calls me:
“Girlfriend!!! or Hey Now! or Where you at?”
This morning, Merrie summons me:
“HEY~ listen here~ where you at?”
“I at where I’m always at. My computer.” I tell Merrie.
“Oh. Well, come ha~ ear!!!! There’s something under yo bed. You gotta get it out, I ain’t doing it!!!!! Ya ha~ ear??????”
I walk into my bedroom and Merrie has the end of a broom sticking it under the bed and lifting my dust ruffle. I suppose she thinks she’s gonna beat the monster that’s living under my bed with the broom handle???
“What’s wrong Merrie? What’s under the bed?”
“I don’t know. But it’s a clicking!!!!!!”
I get down on my hands and knees and look under the dust ruffle.
“You ha~ ear it???”
“Hear what, Merrie?”
“Da clicking. Is dat dog under dare?”
“Nope, no dog under the bed. And I don’t hear any clicking.”
Merrie leans down and then jumps straight in the air dropping her weapon. (My broom.)
“Dare it go!!!!! You ha~ear it????? He~ ear that clicking?????”
Merrie leans down a third time, getting irritated that the ‘monster’ will only click at her and not at me. She leans in close and once again shoots straight into the air. “Woooooooo Lord!!! I can’t believe you don’t hear no clicking…. and I thought I was the old one with old ears. You deaf, girlfriend!!! There’s something in dare that’s clicking!!!”
The whole incident is upsetting to Merrie and I watch as she reaches into her pocket to pull out a tissue to wipe her perspiration. Merrie jumps back startled and pulls out her cell phone.
“Ohhhhhhhhh. Dares that clicking!!!!!” She says excitedly.
Appears the monster was just Merries phone…. in her pocket…. going off taking pictures. And clicking. Profusely.